1. If my life were a paper game, I would have to step back five spaces. That's why I'm still here: Messy life is packed in 27 boxes, and I'm sitting on a 12-meter bubble wrap and popping the bubbles so I don't pop like a bubble.
2. The planetarium pointed out my bearing, reminding me that the world did not revolve around me. I am part of a very small part of Earth, of the solar system, of the Milky Way, like a part of hundreds of galaxies splintered from the universe. This reminds me that I am part of an eternal, infinite whole universe.
3. When I know who the person I'm looking for, but I can't find him; when I don't know who the person I'm looking for, how can I find that person?
4. Four years together, what a stupid ending. Four years is 48 months, 1460 days, 35040 hours - I'm all with the wrong people. I looked at him one night and realized everything. For the first time, I felt that he was so alienated, as if he was a complete stranger. I was suddenly terrified how I could be here alone with a stranger. Here I am, in the same apartment, and I live with him as if I were abandoned. It has been over four years since I stood in front of the same mirror.
5. They say that at the top of the pyramid, there is infinite energy to help you achieve your wishes. My wish is not to give up and go all the way. Some people retreated and did not go up. But that's just a unique religious legend, and some promises don't necessarily come true. So you don't have to regret giving them the money they asked for. I hope I don't regret climbing these stairs.
6. My relationship with him corresponds to my electronic age. In the year I started dating, I bought a camera to record these four years. The first year I took 380 photos; the second year, 176; the third year; 97. Fourth year, and last year... Simple theory, time can't be turned back. My four years is a 38.9MB document size. If my brain could work as well as my Mac, I could press a key and forget about it all.
7. In the 21st century, there is nothing more frustrating than facing an empty email box.
8. Sprouting out of concrete walls, growing up where they shouldn't, growing savagely with perseverance, showing willpower and dignity. These unknown, wild, botanists don't know how to classify, but have a wonderful, sprawling, eerie beauty. They decorate these very dark corners. There is no particular reason, and nothing can stop them. What does this symbolize? This symbolizes a life that is out of control. These paradoxical theories pushed me to confront my weaknesses.
9. There is a way to escape the stress of living in a shoebox suite—an escape route. All escape routes are against the rules. But some small, illegal, unsafe windows that clearly violate urban planning norms can also create miraculous sunbathing and let light into our darkness.
10. This is my 15th time to sign up for swimming. But this 15th time, I won't go. I love swimming, but I hate everything before and after swimming. I hate before and after the shower, I hate undressing and dressing, I hate blow-drying my hair in the winter, I hate wet towels, wet swim trunks, wet flip flops in my bag ...I hate the smell of chlorine, I hate membership cards and medication checks - is it necessary for someone to see what's between my toes? I hate someone peeing in the water, I hate swimming caps and goggles - making you look demented when you wear them. And what I hate most is the crowds in the pool.
11. There is no doubt that all buildings have a useless side. Not in front, but behind. They are called public walls or side walls. Large blocks of wall wall isolate us, and all that drifts in the blink of an eye is passage of time, smoke, and mildew. The common wall shows our worst qualities. They reflect perishable, crackable, short-lived answers, like the dirt we sweep under the carpet. The only thing we remember is that in some cases, these walls act like advertising filters after being eroded by bad weather for a long time. Public walls are also used as an alternative medium for advertising. There are not many good ads. Often, these ads can point us to how far away we are. Supermarket: go down, go down again; fast food restaurant: turn left this way. And lotto ads give us hope of winning the jackpot.
12. When will we become a city without wires? What kind of genius would block the river and fill the house and sky with wires? Do kilometers of wires bind us together or isolate us? Because everyone is in their place. Cell phone communication has invaded the world in a big way, promising us to be connected at any time. Text and the new 10-key input method transform the most beautiful language into information, replacing the original, limited vocabulary of the native language. Our future lies in the fiber optic network, which is really dreamy. In the future, they claim, we can control the heating in our homes from the office. That's right! When we got home, no one was waiting for the door. Welcome to the age of virtual relationships
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